My wife is an artist. I still remember the time, about 15 years ago, that we visited Finn Richards' gallery Santa Fe. We had a few glasses of wine (it was well after closing time) and I mentioned that I had always loved Rungius' work. To my surprise, he took us into his back room and showed me a half-dozen of Rungius' originals, including a moose and a mountain goat painting, both of which I dearly loved.
I could have probably financed the acquisition of one of those with a phone call, but did not realize it at the time. It's probably better that I did not, as I would not have bought as many firearms or as many hunts as I have since then. At this stage in my life, I value those memories more, but I am sure that my kids would wish that I had taken the plunge...
